Of Late

The light, in between clouds and bursts of rain, in the very early morning and in the evening just as the blue clears, when we’re bathed in the faintest glow and when rays fight through bolts of grey, is magical this summer. Last week’s M. Ward gig at Koko (he is my favourite at the … Continue reading »

Han Friday

{Abstract impressionist acrylics from Yago Hortal} A squint test at this post reveals this week was the week where ‘Hannah was inexplicably drawn to crap that was pink ‘n’ girly’: and where I say ‘crap’ with regards to other people’s work, I mean it in the colloquial, joyful ‘holy moly that’s awesome’ sense rather than … Continue reading »